I just walked out of the door.
I felt completely heartbroken.
I would never know when I could be back here again. I couldn’t predict the future.
Everything has changed now. Next Monday, I’m gonna be super comfy in my bed the whole morning, nothing to worry about. I don’t have to commute for over two hours to town anymore. And it’s unnecessary to check e-mail from now on.
I’m not sure if I’m over sensitive or not, but I do feel the particular attachment to people here. And it hurts me, a lot. Then today has come, and I hate saying goodbye, but I have to.
Some said we’re hurt because we care.
Yes I do.